Yan Zi Tong stood alone by the emergency room door, his eyes fixed on the illuminated light.
Though only six years old, Fu Yan Ting saw a resilient strength in Yan Zi Tong.
Fu Yan Ting wanted to step forward and ask, but meeting Yan Zi Tong's angry gaze, he suddenly felt afraid to.
After years of navigating the business world, Fu Yan Ting experienced helplessness for the first time.
Time ticked by, and as Fu Yan Ting and Yan Zi Tong grew increasingly anxious, the emergency room light extinguished, and the doctor emerged.
Yan Zi Tong stepped forward and asked, "Doctor sister, how is my sister?"
Sister?
The doctor was puzzled. Why was the child so worried and anxious, but where were the adults?
Yan Zi Tong seemed to guess the doctor's thoughts and explained softly, "My mommy hasn't been feeling well lately, so I haven't dared to tell her yet."
The doctor's gaze fell upon Fu Yan Ting. In Yan Cheng, Fu Yan Ting was a well-known figure. The doctor recognized him but wondered why he was here and what his relationship was to these two children.
Seeing the doctor's eyes on Fu Yan Ting, Yan Zi Tong explained, "My sister and I are from a single-parent family. We don't have a daddy."
The words "no daddy" felt like a lump in Fu Yan Ting's throat.
Indeed, even though the children were now back by his side, Fu Yan Ting had no knowledge of when Yan Xi became pregnant. Thus, their birth and the five years prior were blank.
Yan Zi Tong's statement left Fu Yan Ting wanting to explain, but unsure how.
Fu Yan Ting remained silent, while Yan Zi Tong was anxious about his sister's condition. The doctor spoke with a grave expression, "The patient's organs are failing. If a transplant surgery isn't performed soon, she won't have long to live."
Upon hearing the doctor's words, Yan Zi Tong turned and glared at Fu Yan Ting, saying coldly, "You bad person, it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, my sister wouldn't be like this. You caused all of this."
Fu Yan Ting stood frozen, unable to recover for a long time.
The little girl who called him scum dad, brought him so many tonics on their first meeting, who would smile at him, comfort him, and tell him jokes, was now suffering organ failure.
Yan Xi had been back by his side for so long, she had many opportunities to tell him, but she never spoke to Fu Yan Ting.
Fu Yan Ting suddenly felt his life was a failure.
"If you can't even save one little girl, then you shouldn't be doctors."
Fu Yan Ting's words were filled with threats.
Although everyone had to face life and death, Fu Yan Ting's daughter was still so young, and he would not allow her to die.
If anything were to happen to her, this hospital would undoubtedly be leveled by Fu Yan Ting.
Cold sweat broke out on the doctor's forehead, intimidated by Fu Yan Ting.
Soon after, Yan Fei Fei was transferred to the ICU, tubes all over her body.
Seeing Yan Fei Fei like this, Yan Zi Tong was heartbroken, but powerless. He could only vent all his grievances onto Fu Yan Ting.
Yan Zi Tong ran to Fu Yan Ting and began pounding his chest with his small hands.
He mumbled, "You big scoundrel, you harmed my sister, give my sister back to me."
Fu Yan Ting stood there, not moving at all.
Yan Zi Tong's strength wasn't great, nor were his blows forceful, but Fu Yan Ting's heart still felt a pang of pain.
After the doctor left, Fu Yan Ting went to the doctor's office and said, "I want my daughter's organ-matched blood type."
The doctor handed Fu Yan Ting a lab request form. As Fu Yan Ting was about to leave, the doctor frowned and asked, "Mr. Fu, your daughter has been injected with morphine for a long time. Are you aware of this?"
Fu Yan Ting was stunned. How could a five-year-old child be injected with morphine for so long?
Fu Yan Ting's gaze suddenly became sharp.
Looking at the doctor, Fu Yan Ting asked plainly, "What do you mean by that?"
Seeing Fu Yan Ting's question, the doctor explained, "Where your daughter was treated previously, her organs shouldn't have failed so quickly. But she has been injected with morphine for a long time. That substance is similar to drugs; it can be addictive, but it also reduces pain during periods of suffering. Your daughter must have been in a lot of pain during her treatment, which is why she was given morphine.
Now, you have two choices. The first is to continue the injections. While it can alleviate pain, it will accelerate her organ failure and hasten her death. However, if she stops the morphine, she will not only experience pain but also undergo forced withdrawal from the addiction, which will be incredibly difficult for a child, especially at her current stage."
Fu Yan Ting's expression grew grave upon hearing the doctor's words.
Yan Xi, as the child's biological mother, would certainly not inject her child with drugs.
Then who could it be?
Was it some mysterious organization?
Or Lin Qian?
They were all suspects. Fu Yan Ting fell into deep thought.
Seeing Fu Yan Ting's silence, the doctor understood that he was unsure how to answer.
She looked at Fu Yan Ting and sighed helplessly. This was a choice no one could easily make.
After leaving the doctor's office, Fu Yan Ting called Xin Yi. Upon receiving his boss's call, Xin Yi asked,
"Boss, what are your orders?"
"Continue investigating Han Ming Xuan. See what other clues you can uncover about him."
"Boss, didn't I already investigate Han Ming Xuan thoroughly? There are no other leads."
"Keep investigating. Find out which hospital Yan Xi gave birth in five years ago, whether Han Ming Xuan visited that hospital. I want all the information."
Upon hearing Fu Yan Ting's words, Xin Yi's first thought was: could Yan Xi have colluded with Han Ming Xuan to cheat on their boss?
No wonder Miss Yan was so resolute about divorcing the boss five years ago.
So she really had someone else.
If she had someone else and even had a child, why did she return to find the boss?
Did she think their boss was easily manipulated and was treating him as a fallback?
Truly shameless, the most shameless he had ever seen. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Xin Yi mentally cursed Yan Xi.
Of course, such thoughts could only remain in his heart. No matter how dissatisfied he was with Yan Xi, their boss liked her, so he dared not interfere too much.
After hanging up the phone, Fu Yan Ting's eyes were deep and sharp.
Whether it was himself or the child who was in trouble, Fu Yan Ting felt that this matter was not that simple.
And Mu Jing Chen, he must have known who Yan Xi was from the beginning and deliberately approached her.